MY EYES, DISTRACTED AND WERE 
      DIRECTED TOWARDS HER, AND
 
MY EARS, LISTENING CONTENTLY ON A FAR
      AWAY LULLABY, AND
 
MY BODY, ENDURING FORBIDEN PLEASURES
      THAT I CANNOT SPEAK OF, AND
 
MY MIND, WANDERING AIMLESSLY THROUGH
      THE FOREST OF CONFUSION. . . AND
 
MY LIFE, HUNG BY A THIN THREAD BYTHE 
      MESSENGER OF DEATH,  AND
      {[BY LIFE'S CASUAL EVENTS]}
 
MY DESIRES, DESPERATE TO BE FULFILLED 
      BY THAT OF A LOVER, AND
 
MY LONGINGS, CAUSING MY PATIENCE
      TO DWINDLE AND FADE, DESPERATION 
      GROWING STRONGER, AND
 
MY SHOULDERS, BRUISED AND BURDENED
      BY LIFE'S MANY DESPAIRS
 
BUT
 
MY HEART, YOU PROTECTED AND HELD IN 
      THE VERY PALMS OF YOUR HANDS.